1988
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1988
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O futuro já começou
E muita gente não percebeu
A tecnologia avançou
Eu encontrei meu clone andando por aí!
Ir pro espaço ficou banal
Pois, o homem venceu a corrida espacial
Ficar na terra não é legal
Precisamos encontrar outro planeta para destruir
Só os clones ficaram na terra
Os originais foram a uma festa
Numa galáxia bem distante desta
Mas no futuro não existem casais
Todos preferem ser homossexuais
Então me casei com uma boneca de plástico
Eu roubei um ônibus espacial
Para tentar viver no espaço sideral
E acabei virando um mercenário
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